Smell the dirt, feel the mountain, taste the wind.
Personal:
"Our legs are tight, our feet are flying, and we are gliding over the roll of the land. The sun is up, the air is fresh, the stone is old, and we are free and at peace. The clock has stopped because another time has taken over." C. Bowden
22 miles up the beachwalk from Ft. Lauderdale through Pompano beach and back down. 89 degrees and 84% humidity. This run kicked my butt. I actually had to stop and walk the last half mile. I was totally dehydrated.
Night Sleep Time: 0.00
Nap Time: 0.00
Total Sleep Time: 0.00
Weight: 0.00
Calories: 0.00
Comments
From Rob Murphy on Thu, May 27, 2010 at 16:37:03 from 205.127.70.66
Are you sure you didn't make that run up after my last comment. Slow day for me today - nothing to do but sit around and comment on other people's runs.
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